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In life,i dithered,pussyfooting, Cringed,thought,delaying, waited,holding ****** on, feared you, all and sundry argued futile,to myself! philosophized idly, like hell! reacted sensitive! norms as per, mouthed bull, pitied empty! gave little,grabbed in shovels, didn't even hate properly! thus loving only timidly! fought causes unworthy, sat bang mid on the fence, foot each in pastures green, mind,ever weighing the soul, civilized,polite and gutless, to even say,damn,screw you! you evil sob, to hell you go! polite to kids,dogs, folks old, lovely ****** and dumb bores, swallowed angers,conceded points, knowingly with a mind sharper, died some death everyday small, got lost so, mirroring ****** all, unheeding ever, a decided heart! Truth hit,mirror shattering! Fully clothed,stood I naked, unreflected in things any, staring at nothing,blank here, in this place and time. feeling all the garbage pent-up, priming to manure, catalyzing, some part of being, unvisited. knowing somehow, all I did, or not,mattered,was worthy, leading me here,to this  place, Beware,of Existence Point Blank!
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Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 4:58 AM UTC
Existence,Point Blank!
In life,i dithered,pussyfooting, Cringed,thought,delaying, waited,holding ****** on, feared you, all and sundry argued futile,to myself! philosophized idly, like hell! reacted sensitive! norms as per, mouthed bull, pitied empty! gave little,grabbed in shovels, didn't even hate properly! thus loving only timidly! fought causes unworthy, sat bang mid on the fence, foot each in pastures green, mind,ever weighing the soul, civilized,polite and gutless, to even say,damn,screw you! you evil sob, to hell you go! polite to kids,dogs, folks old, lovely ****** and dumb bores, swallowed angers,conceded points, knowingly with a mind sharper, died some death everyday small, got lost so, mirroring ****** all, unheeding ever, a decided heart! Truth hit,mirror shattering! Fully clothed,stood I naked, unreflected in things any, staring at nothing,blank here, in this place and time. feeling all the garbage pent-up, priming to manure, catalyzing, some part of being, unvisited. knowing somehow, all I did, or not,mattered,was worthy, leading me here,to this  place, Beware,of Existence Point Blank!
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Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 4:58 AM UTC
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